Sunday, 13 December 2015

Black smoke spiralled high up the mountain. A ghastly
silence meandered the valley. It was only the cracking of the fire and
the occasional whooshing of the cold wind that disturbed the
immutable silence burning the tanks along with the human flesh. The trees
caught fire, the scrubs withered, the grass wailed as a body fell upon it
and colored to black. Death and only death…

Far up a stark silhouette stood on the ridge
against the blue- black sky. As the dawn broke, he descended down the mountain.
The first rays of sun fell upon him separating the mist and flashing up his
body. He was a general – by the look of his uniform. A Nazi general; probably a
SA sent to scan the area and to kill any moving soul. He wore a grey jacket and
a brown shirt underneath. A swastika armband was tied to his left arm, his
ski-cap faced the front, wearing brown ankle
boots he rode on a beautiful white horse.

The place was completely annihilated. First east then w

est
and again east his eyes moved in search of anything that moves. But nothing. He
couldn't see a thing till a mile or so as he passed through the million blazing
tanks.

Death embraces the silence. Little had he known he accepted
the death invitation by entering the land? His death was manoeuvring his
movements.

A sharp, shiny, silver knife hit him between the two blue
eyes. He fell off his horse and screamed and screamed in pain and agony. The
horse neighed as his hooves clopped faster on hitting the ground. As he closed
his eyes, a tear rolled down his cheek and a question arose on his mind, “What
had the war brought him?” He was too young to die; he prayed health and wealth
to his family and his two wonderful daughters. The pain finally took over him as his soul transcended beyond
Earth.

Like him a billion other soldiers died for their respective countries leaving only their widows to take on the pain. But the real question that remained, was the war worth it? Did brother against brother, a nation against nation bring peace and serenity to the race of humans and humanity itself?